Morgan POV
Flashback
I get into the limo with Soul. I am naked, but I am not cold or afraid. Soul smiles at me strangely as we drive. He makes a few calls to Damien, someone named Rhea, and then someone named Number One. My night is a blur, even though I do not remember drinking anything.
Soul and I pull into a mansion. The driver comes around and opens the door. Soul and I get out of the limo. "Welcome to your new life, number nine," Soul says.
I follow him into the house. A young woman is waiting for me when we go into the house. "Master, I will take her from here," she says. She kisses Soul and brushing her body against him. She is unclothed and gorgeous. "Thank you, Number one. Come see me after you get her settled," Soul says to her. "Yes, Master," Number One says.
Soul leaves the entrance where we are standing. It is only Number One and I now. She looks me over. It is a little creepy, but I say nothing. She touches my body and then smiles at me. "The Master said you are exquisite. My dear Number Nine, you look delicious," Number One says to me.
"Thank you, Number One," I say to her. "Follow me; I will show you where your room is and go over the rules with you," Number One says to me. She leads me down the hall to a door. The door leads to a basement.
"My room is in the basement?" I ask. "Yes, we all stay in the basement. There is an intercom system for when the master needs us for something. We all have a job and a need that we take care of for him. He is a very needy master, Number Nine," Number One says to me.
"I understand," I say as I go further into the basement.
"You cannot say no to anything he asks of you, or he will send you away. Trust me, and you do not want to be sent away. Soul is a wonderful master. He is needy, but you do not want to go with Damien or the other man," Number One says.
"Needy?" I inquire.
"Soul has a large sexual appetite, and we, all of his numbered women, are here to take care of him. That is not all we do for him. We bathe him, dress him, clean for him, cook for him, and whatever else he asks us to do," Number One says to me.
"I understand," I say.
"He does not like for us to talk to him unless he asks you a question. He does not like us to start a conversation with him or his guest unless instructed to do so. You will remain unclothed at all times and ready for him. You shall be clean inside and out. Keep your pussy and ass shaved and clean," Number One says to me.
"Yes, ma'am," I say to her.
She leads me into a room. "This is my room, and you can bunk in here with me until you learn the rules. I cannot have any fuckups, so I will keep an eye on you myself," Number One says.
"Which bed is mine?" I ask.
"You can take the one by the wall. She is no longer with us; the poor girl is with Damien now. She will be going to the big master soon," Number One says.
"What is the big master?" I ask.
"He is the devil, and you do not want to be stuck with him to finish out your contract number nine, trust me," Number One says to me.
"I will follow the rules," I say.
"Good girl, I know you will. Would you like to go up with me to play with the master tonight?" Number One asks.
"Sure," I say.
"Go into the bathroom and clean up first, brush your teeth and scrub your pussy," Number One says to me.
"Yes, Ma'am," I say. I go into the bathroom. Number One has already fixed me a toothbrush in a bag that says number nine on it. I have a towel. It also says number nine on it. There is body wash and other items that also number nine on it. I brush my teeth and clean myself up. When I am finished, I join Number One in the bedroom.
"I am ready," I say to her.
"Let me see," Number One says.
"Excuse me?" I ask her.
"Lay on the bed and spread your legs so I can see that you are clean enough for the master," Number One says.
"Yes, ma'am," I say to her.
I lay on my bed and spread my legs for Number One. She looks over my inner thigh and runs her hand down my leg to my pussy. She spreads my pussy lips and looks inside me. Her hands are cold as she inspects me.
"Wow, you are juicy," Number One says to me. I do not know how to respond to her. She dips her fingers into me, and I moan as she slides her fingers into me deep.
"Does that feel good?" Number One asks me.
"Yes, ma'am, it does feel good," I answer her. She slams her fingers into me hard. "Master, like it rough, can you handle it?" Number one asks me.
"I will do whatever the master asks of me," I answer.
"May I taste you?" Number One asks.
"Yes, ma'am, you may taste me," I answer her.
Number One pushes my legs further apart. I feel her tongue slide up and down my pussy lips. She licks her lips. "You are so juicy, number nine. You taste sweet," Number One says.
Number One goes back to licking me. I feel her tongue go inside me. She grabs my ass and begins to make a meal out of my pussy. "Yes! That is so good," I moan. I start bucking my hips and wanting more. Number One continues licking me. Her tongue is like heaven. She licks up my pussy lips and begins sucking my clit. Her fingers slide into my pussy while she suckles my clit. "I am going to cum on your face," I say, moaning and bucking my hips.
The intercom beeps. "It sounds like the two of you are having fun; now get up here so I can watch," the master says through the intercom.
I begin to cum hard. I cannot stop myself. Number One finishes me off. She licks my pussy as I cum and continues after I cum on her face. I am moaning loudly as the master is calling us to come upstairs to him.
"She is tasty, master," Number One says to the intercom.
"Get your ass up here now," Master demands.
Number me reaches for my hand. We walk hand in hand out of the bedroom. "He may punish me for tasting you, but it was worth it," Number One says. She kisses me, letting her tongue slide into my mouth and pulling me close to her.
"It was wonderful," I say to her.
"Have you ever been with a woman before?" Number One asks me.
"No, but I enjoyed it. I would love to taste you some time," I say to her.
"You will get your chance. Master likes to watch," Number One says.
"Does he punish us a lot?" I ask.
"As long as you follow the rules, you will never have to worry about being punished," Number One says.
"Yes, ma'am, I will be good for you," I say to her. I smile at her. There is something about her that is making me want her. It could be because she made me cum so hard, but I think it is something else. Maybe I am attracted to her.
We walk hand in hand into the master's room. He is waiting for us. He is stroking himself as we enter the room. "It took you long enough," Master barks at us.
"Sorry, Master," Number One says.
"No, you are not, Number One. You were busy pleasing yourself," Master says.
"I only wanted to see what she tasted like, Master. You know I have an appetite," Number One says.
"Get me my paddle, Number One. I want Number Nine to see what happens when we do not follow the rules," Master says.
Number One goes to the closet and grabs a paddle. It is not big. It has holes in the paddle. Number One hands it to him and then goes to the chair by the bed. She bends over, holding onto the arms of the chair.
"Number Nine, get closer; I want you to see what will happen if you disobey me," Master says.
He smacks number one on the ass. She is holding onto the chair as he assaults her ass with the paddle. I know she is in pain, but she takes it. "Now turn around Number one and assume the position," Master says to her.
She turns around and sits in the chair. I can tell it hurts to sit. "Spread your legs, number one," Master says.
He stands behind Number one. She spreads her legs. He begins swatting her pussy with the paddle. "See, Number Nine, sometimes Number One acts like a dirty slut, and I have to remind her who is in charge," Master says.
I stand there watching him beat Number One with the paddle. I feel so bad for her. I do not want ever to have this happen to me. Just when I think things cannot get worse. Soul, my master, releases his fangs and starts feeding on her neck as he beats her pussy with the paddle. Number One screams.
As she screams, I begin to have flashes of memories from the night. I have been drugged or something. I start crying, and then I run out of the room. I need to get out of here. I want to go home.
Present Day
Rhea Pov
Morgan wakes up screaming. I jump out of the bed and run to her. Tyler is trying to console her as she screams and cries.
"Is she okay? What the hell is going on with her?" I ask Tyler. He holds her close to him as she screams out as if she is in pain.
"It happens occasionally. She dreams of them and what they did to her and others. That is why she found the hunters. She wants to kill them all and destroy everything they are doing to women who get involved with those demonic bastards," Tyler says.
"I want to help her and the others. I want to stop them too, but Tyler, I have no idea how even to start or if I could help with them," I say.
"Of course you can help. You know the ins and outs of the place better than anyone. Well, other than Number One. If we could get to Number One, we could take them out for sure," Tyler says.
"Roxy is with Damien. I mean, how in the hell would we get her away from him?" I ask.
"Let me figure that out; you just be ready to help," Morgan says, still crying on Tyler.
"Will I have to go back to him?" I ask.
"No, we will figure out something," Tyler says.
Morgan and Tyler sit on the couch in each other's arms. He consoles her. Tyler has done this for me many times. He is a good listener and a great friend. I would have never gotten away from them if he had not helped me. I am not even sure what happened.
I want to help Roxy. I do not understand everything that has happened. I have so many memory lapses from the past few months. I cannot believe everything that has occurred. It seems unbelievable.
I go into the bathroom and run hot water in the tub. I am exhausted and reeling from everything that has happened. I want to slide into the tub and forget everything for a while.
I take off my clothes. The amount of healed bite marks on my body is unbelievable. I look over my body and the wounds. I have been a fucking blood bag for that piece of shit. I want to ripe his fangs out and watch his suffer and die slowly for what he has done to me.
I slide into the tub and get comfortable. I want to close my eyes and sleep, but I am afraid I will dream of him or, worse, wake up and still be there. I am not even safe here, and I know it. Those hunters cannot protect me. No one can save me from Damien and Soul.
I cannot fight the exhaustion. My eyes close, and I drift into slumber, only to be shocked awake by a knock on the bathroom door. "Rhea, can I come in there with you," Tyler says. "Yes," I say softly; it's not like he hasn't seen me naked before today.
Tyler comes in and sits on the side of the tub. He looks so worried and worn from everything. "The hunters are coming here to talk to you. They are on their way. They are a little rugged and straight to the point, so do not let it get to you. That is just the way they are; it has nothing to do with you," Tyler says.
"I have dealt with some crazy people over the last few months," I say.
"Months? What do you mean, months? Rhea, do you have any idea how long you have been gone?" Tyler says.
"No, I do not, and I have a feeling that is a conversation for another day. I am not ready to know," I say.
Tyler looks at my neck, and his eyes scan my body. "How many times did he bite you?" Tyler asks.
"I have no idea. I have healed wounds everywhere," I say.
"I wish I could say this will be over soon, but I have no idea when and if it will ever be over. I only know that I will do everything to keep you and Morgan safe," Tyler says.
"Is there something between you and Morgan?" I ask him.
"No, are you serious? You know I prefer the men. One of those hunters, though, girl, did you see the one with the long curly blonde hair. If we only were not trying to save the world, I would be on him," Tyler says.
"I knew it," I say.
It feels good to have a moment that is not related to Damien and Soul, but we are crashed back to reality quickly when Morgan knocks on the bathroom door. "Damn, can a girl not take a bath around here," I say.
"I will keep our guests' company while you get out of the tub," Tyler says.
Tyler leaves the bathroom to go talk to the hunters. I hear him tell them I will be out soon. They grumble, but Tyler talks them down. Shit, give me a moment. I am reeling from the crazy shit that has happened to me. I have been a blood bag and a sex slave, and I need a moment.
I get out of the tub and dry my body. My body is sore in places. I have no idea how to heal a bite wound or the care it needs to heal properly. I only want to be normal again. I do not see that happening anytime soon.
I slip into my robe. I will have to walk past the hunters like this, but I do not give a damn. I walk out of the bathroom, and they are all looking at me.
"Sorry, I was not expecting company. I have to get dressed," I say to them as I walk past them to my bedroom.
I go into my bedroom to get something to wear. I grab some leggings and a shirt from the drawer. I have no idea what I will need to wear to fight vampires. This seems appropriate enough for now.
I walk into the living room barefoot and dressed comfortably. I look at the blonde hunter. Oh yes, Tyler, he is definitely the one for you.
The dark-haired hunter comes over to me. "So, Rhea, I understand you might can help us," He says straight to the point. "I do not know how, but I am willing to help you all in any way I can," I say to him.
"I am sorry, I did not introduce myself. I am Charlie," he says, extending his hand.
"Hello, Charlie. You already know my name. Who are the other two?" I ask.
"That is Jacob and Jules," Charlie says, pointing at the other two hunters.
"So, you three think you can take down Damien and Soul?" I ask.
"Yes, we are going to take them out and stop this from happening, but we cannot do it without you. You know the house and their routines," Charlie says.
"I guess I do, if I can remember everything," I say.
"We can help you with that, but I have to warn you, it will be challenging for you. Remembering everything will be painful and mentally challenging," Charlie says to me.
"She can do it. She is stronger than me, Charlie. She can help more than she is aware. Damien gave her so much information and trusted her. Plus, we all know that Soul is in love with her," Morgan says.
"Okay then, if you are willing to drink the potion to help you remember, then we are willing to help you through it, but Rhea, I have to tell you it is difficult, and we are running out of time," Charlie says.
"Out of time, what do you mean?" I ask.
Charlie moves closer to me. He is a huge muscular hunter with visible markings on his arms and face. "Rhea, if they do not come to claim you, the big man will come for you," Charlie says.
"He has come for me, but Charlie saved me," Morgan says softly.
"The big man, who is the big man?" I ask.
"The devil, who do you think you were working for, Damien? Hell no. You have been collecting souls for the devil's harem, Rhea. You have been writing contracts for the devil," Charlie says.
"WHAT!" I scream.
Charlie puts his strong hands on my upper arms. "Calm down. The witch works for him, so do Damien and Soul. They are gatekeepers," Charlie says.
"This is too fucking much for me," I yell.
"I understand that it is a lot. To be honest, there is a lot more, but we will not go into all of that today. We will get your mind right and help you remember today. Tomorrow we will go after Roxy and the witch, then we will take out Damien and Soul," Charlie says, trying to calm me down.
"What if none of this works? What if I do not remember?" I ask Charlie.
"Then we are fucked!" Charlie says.
"Okay, I will do it, but only if you stay with me the entire time," I say to Charlie. I trust him. Why in the fuck I trust him, I do not know, but I know I can trust him.
"Get the potion," Charlie says to Jules.
Jules brings me the potion. "Drink it," Charlie says.
I drink the potion and wait.